SLEEPERS BE WEARY

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JOURNAL #13

in a sea of bribed dimensions

the strongest heart will seem strained to start

beating beyond the dwindling reverence found

here in life

the law out stamped her own intentions when she

banned man his most crucial part

conqueror eternal

master of over strife

terrified inertia in a frenzy to bow

lost valued footing when he bells tolled their

final most private ring

everything means nothing today to just about anyone

who really has anything

to mention names or put faces to events is a

ridiculous notion at best

spoken of only just lightly and written half

in hooded jest

while the Eagles and the Hawks continue to fly

like pilots placed upon opposite sides of the

wind

the meek must first have each his day in the great

celestial chamber

before pure evil can prevail in the hands of any

just man

once, the pits too wary to stir

now that they have awakened

a cryptic erodist will whir

and all who care to believe and are allowed

to take leave

from such a disturbing existence

will alight from the earth

never to return

and that shall be their pittance..........

(Aug. 2,1995)




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